Carrie had the perfect opportunity to proposition him, but his actions had scrambled her brains. How was she ever going to follow through?
She lay on her bed, enjoying the tingle in her body that he left in his wake. Good thing Carrie had retrieved her box of sex toys from the basement before Aleks moved in. She was going to need them tonight.
Chapter 3
Aleks laid on the massage table, his back molded onto the soft leather that was covered with a white sheet. His eyes were closed, but he could hear Amie breathing in and out as she stood at the head of the table. Aleks cheated and opened one eye to see her pointer finger moving confidently, drawing in the air. Amie had explained to him during their second session that she was drawing the ancient Reiki symbols. She must have completed the third round of drawings because she placed her hands at the side of his head, wrists together, fingers barely touching his temple.
The flow of energy that passed through his body never ceased to amaze him. It was like a summer breeze that seeped from her hands.
Their sessions were shorter now. The first time he’d laid on this table, an hour and a half later, Amie still hadn’t finished.
She moved her hands from his head to his neck, her fingers forming a tent around his throat. She continued her treatment down to the rib cage, back and forth strokes across the abdomen, then smooth v-shaped strokes around the groin. Aleks wasn’t supposed to be watching, but he found it fascinating how different he felt. Centered. Focused. Not to mention the complete 180 he tried to ignore in regards to his feelings for Carrie. But most importantly, it seemed as if the blinders he had been wearing were ripped away and he was seeing his future clearly for the very first time. How was Amie able to make these changes with a simple touch? Correction, without a touch. Her hands never touched his body, they hovered.
When she was done, he sat up.
“Are you excited that this is the l
ast time I’ll be using you as a guinea pig?” Amie went to the small sink in the corner and washed her hands. Today, their session was at the Lotus Flower, the yoga studio that employed both Amie and Martina.
Aleks felt his face curl up in confusion. “Yes and no.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well...” He ran his hands through his hair. “I’m glad we’re done because you’re really freaky with this whole spirit-health-chakra stuff.”
“I’m going to take that as a compliment even though you called me a freak.” She giggled.
No matter what Aleks said, even if it was negative, Amie never took offense. “And no?” “No, because...because I do feel different.”
Amie roughly dried her hands on a white towel. “What kind of different?” “Happier. Relaxed. Focused.”
“Why didn’t you say anything before?” She cocked her head to the side and placed a hand on one hip.
“Admit that this freaky stuff might work?”
“Clearly, it does work.” She leaned her hip against the counter.
“What exactly does this do again?”
“Reiki is energy therapy. It balances you emotionally, physically, mentally and spiritually. Basically, I’m helping you find your right path.”
He still didn’t really understand. Amie must have noticed the confused look on his face because she continued. “I’m getting rid of all of your crap.”
“Why did you pick me anyway?”
“I flipped a coin.” She shrugged.
“Be serious. Why did you pick me?” Aleks needed to know. The strange thoughts and
feelings he was having as a result of these sessions were coming from left field.
“If I tell you, you’re just going to think I’m more of a freak.”
“No, I won’t. I promise.” He loved Amie. No matter how flaky she may be, she was still one of his best friends.
“My Spirit Guide told me to pick you.”
Aleks was expecting some weird justification but not this weird. “Your Spirit Guide?” “See, you think I’m a freak.”